Quick Transmigration: Help! What to do when my husband is obsessed with love?

Chapter 286 The Little Nun 14

Lingyi squatted with them in front of the tent, drinking porridge, and occasionally whispered to her master about what had happened when they parted ways.

Upon hearing the names of the two familiar elderly couple, Master Jing'an smiled: "The two daughters-in-law of the Zhao family and their four children are indeed in this camp."

Ling Yi's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Master Jing'an took a bite of the dark-colored steamed bun and continued, "The two of them take on some washing and cleaning work, the two older girls help with sewing, and the two younger children clean the camp and collect firewood."

Anyway, everyone in this camp, except for the three- to five-year-old children, has a job; no one is supported for nothing.

Ling Yi didn't think there was anything wrong with using child labor. Thinking about such things when one's life was hanging by a thread was incredibly stupid.

"It's good that they're still alive. I can face the two elders with peace of mind." Ling Yi slurped up a mouthful of porridge and then patted Lingxiu, who looked like a rabbit. "Once the war is over, I'll take them home with me."

The chaos of this dynasty had been foreshadowed long ago. Master Jing'an is only forty years old now. He was brought up the mountain by his master during the escape from famine. Now, when he heard Ling Yi say that the war was over, he seemed a little dazed: "Can it really end?"

She had spent the first half of her life wandering, and after finally enjoying a few peaceful days in the nunnery, she was forced to flee again. At this moment, she could no longer imagine what it would be like when the war ended.

"Of course," Ling Yi said firmly, "I assure you, the war will end within five years!"

"The righteous army will surely be victorious."

Master Jing'an was startled by her imposing aura, then chuckled and said, "Very well, I'm waiting for that day. When that day comes, I'll go back to the mountain to farm and worship Buddha."

"Just watch." Ling Yi finished the porridge in her bowl and went with her master and the others to wash the dishes by the stream.

The fifth horse was so hungry that it kept eating grass leaves behind her. When had this dignified warhorse ever suffered such humiliation? It was so angry that it kicked up its heels.

"Senior sister, this horse is so silly!" Lingxiu's face was covered in grass kicked up by the horse, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she giggled and mocked the silly horse.

Ling Yi patted the fifth horse's mane: "Wait, I'll go back and feed you right away."

After saying that, she turned to Master Jing'an and said, "Why don't you come with me to the military camp? We can go to the wounded soldiers' camp, where the food is better and it's safer."

Although the labor camp was well managed, how could there be no mistakes among hundreds of thousands of people? In times of war, women are an absolutely vulnerable group, especially a group of women without protection.

Even a one in ten thousand chance of an accident is unacceptable to Ling Yi.

Master Jing'an shook his head: "No, we're fine with processing herbs here to supply the front lines, so don't worry about us."

Seeing that Ling Yi was about to say something, Master Jing'an stroked her hair and said softly, "Our Ling Yi has grown up and knows how to protect her master, but your junior sisters are still young and are not suitable for the environment of the wounded soldiers' camp."

While it might seem foolish to still be so determined to protect the children's innocence at this time, Master Jing'an wouldn't have saved so many children in an era of uncertainty, working himself to the bone to farm and support them.

All of Ling Yi's attempts to persuade her were thwarted by these words. She was speechless for a long while before whispering, "I understand. Then... I'll find someone to move you to a safer place, okay?"

Master Jing'an patted her hair: "Okay, thank you very much, Lingyi."

She is as gentle as a mother.

"Yay! I won't have to sleep with scissors anymore!" The clever little girl cheered first when she heard this, which made the other two little girls smile as well.

The women washing dishes nearby looked on with envy. The families of the rebels lived better than ordinary laborers like them, not to mention that this seemed to be the family of an official. Perhaps they could eat an extra steamed bun every day and a piece of meat every ten days.

After washing the dishes, Ling Yi found the head of the labor camp, showed him her badge, and explained that she wanted to move her master and the others to a different location.

Zhao Zhuang glanced at the agitated fifth brother and said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's nothing, we're brothers..."

He glanced at Ling Yi and added, "The sisters' families are already doing better, I'll make the arrangements right away!"

Ling Yi thanked him repeatedly and promised to treat him to drinks later before leaving.

Zhao Zhuang chuckled and saw him off for a long distance, urging, "Once you join the righteous army, we're all family. No need to thank me for this little thing. But your horse is notoriously temperamental. If it doesn't get dinner soon, believe me, it'll send you to the enemy's camp on the battlefield!"

The warhorse realized he was talking about himself, and it sprayed the idiot's face with saliva.

When Ling Yi returned to the camp, she ran into Xue Zhen.

She quickly dismounted and cupped her hands in greeting: "General, what brings you here?"

Xue Zhen glanced at the fifth horse and said succinctly, "I didn't see it in the stable, so I came out to take a look."

The moment Ling Yi dismounted, Lao Wu grabbed his reins and trotted towards the stables.

"Come on, let me tell you how to feed it." Xue Zhen pulled Ling Yi's wrist and headed towards the stable: "Although the warhorse has grooms to feed it, you also need to develop a tacit understanding with it, otherwise there will definitely be trouble on the battlefield."

General Xue did not treat Ling Yi as a woman at all, and unabashedly pulled her towards the stable, attracting sidelong glances along the way.

When Lingyi arrived at the stable with him, she saw Lao Wu burying his head in the manger, frantically munching on the feed.

They had salted beans, three inches of dry hay, and some bean cakes; their food was better than that of ordinary soldiers.

In fact, raising warhorses has always been an extremely expensive undertaking.

If warhorses only eat grass, they will not only fail to gain weight, but they will also lack stamina. Bean feed is an essential food.

These are all rudimentary feeding methods. Wealthy families would even feed their warhorses more expensive eggs or other things to maintain their fighting prowess.

In the fifth brother's stable, there was another black warhorse, equally magnificent and equally temperamental.

It was pushed aside, and it raised its head in displeasure, hissing, and pushed the huge horse's head over, trying to steal its feed.

The fifth brother munched away, then turned his horse around and kicked the warhorse.

The warhorse was no pushover either; it turned around and started kicking as well. The two horses continued kicking and eating at the same time, leaving the groom standing by at a loss for what to do.

Ling Yi was amused by this scene.

What are these two stupid horses?

Xue Zhen's face darkened, and he stepped forward and slapped one of them, shouting, "If you're not going to eat, then get out here!"

The two warhorses, which were fighting fiercely, seemed to understand his words and immediately fell silent, gulping down hay and not even glancing at him.